http://slow.writerscafe.org/sief44 The original writings of author sief mahasneh en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776116706 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 That wolf who tyrannized himselfgoes out to the city every nightOpens his jaws in presence of the humansSo when he hears voice of the firingremembers the forest entitythus he carries his wound between his clawsand departs. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sief44/1617032/ That was the partition of body that prepared to rejectionAnd its dance fascination which loaded with the blubberingAnd the tremor of collision with clamorAnd the affiliation of the others to their enemiesAnd the paleness of theirs shapes which sitting in the sight of evil , and replete of their deat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sief44/1613915/ I put the rose in the fireplaceI kindle the fireto fill all the world universeby the smoke of the rose. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sief44/1613901/ A struggle extends its harmonious viscera in the city calm Acquires the globular fall which dragged  from the end of the apogeeAnd enters into the women cooperation with theirs dreams . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sief44/1613898/ At the deep nightfall I burn the groveto extinguish the dark of peasant cottageby the light of the  burning fire. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sief44/1613897/    O creatureI am dragged from you lung, that wondrously created mistDestroying your clandestine mirrors of existenceand your bleeding, earthy voiceand beaten by bombshellsUncovered your unconscious trends that, charged by insane worldsand sleep instead of you. Flabbergasted by y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sief44/1600681/ The thief who steals the soul of solitude from the womb warmthThe silencer of our fearOur infant who replaces himself in place of the death light of scream,the cautious and manic who traveled with the beings sadness .The writing evilThe soul washer who named by the name of  his ethere.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sief44/1600674/ Your memory which extends its organs into the cache of my dreary headWill dismembers my protuberant of superfluous fearAnd fights my offensive imagination Intermingles with smells of my bleeding presence . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sief44/1600670/ I am the soul creatureSummoned from everlasting senseAnd astonishment that evolves whenever the Stargazer kisses a dayor a child yearns for a GOD'S breast ,And these hands dip its prophecy into an embryoWhenever the gusher creates a river from the earthSo dispatched the life in our soulsAnd ins.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sief44/1588509/